Where it happened: Boyfriend's Parent's house - living room floor
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
I had been dating my first boyfriend for about 2 months.
It was love at first sight for both of us. We used to make
out a lot, and it would get me incredibly hot. I had wanted
to stay a virgin until I got married, but he made me so hot!
One evening his parent’s were away. We watched movies and
talked. Then we started to kiss and fondle each other. He
started to put his hand inside my t-shirt and stroke my large
breasts. His kisses made me very excited and I could feel
myself getting wetter and tighter. I could feel a burning
sensation in my abdomen as he stroked my back and took off my
shirt and bra. I let him kiss my nipples and move his hand up
between my thighs. Soon I let him pull down my leggings and
panties, and stroke the hair on my pussy.
By now we were laying on the living room floor of his parent’s
house. I took off his shirt and sweats, and noticed the bulge
in his underwear. I pulled them down with my teeth, and licked
my way up his thigh to his hairy sac. He smelled so musky and
good, I couldn’t resist licking his hard cock all the way up to
the tip. He groaned and said my name. That really turned me
on, so I pulled his cock inside my mouth and began thrusting it
down my throat.
I pushed him back down to the carpet and lay on top of him. We
started to kiss again, passionately in a way I had never known
before. He never once asked to make love to me, knowing that
I was a virgin and that I had wanted to wait. I lay on top of his
hard cock and began to tease him (and me!) with his stiff dick
on my clitoris. It was driving me wild, and I didn’t know how
much longer I could hold out. He asked me coyly, “What are you doing?”
I moaned “Taking advantage of you…” and slid my pussy down
his rock hard penis. It was the most marvellous sensation I had
ever felt, having a man inside me for the first time. I heard his
radio playing from his bedroom “Making Love – Out of Nothing at All” by
Air Supply. The moment seemed so perfect. I rode him faster and
faster, moaning and saying his name. Soon I could feel him tense
up and groan, and he came hard inside of me. We spent the rest of
the night in his room, cuddling and talking. We broke up less than a
month later. I had been too lovesick to see what a self absorbed guy
he really was. But I will never forget that first time – and I am
always proud that it was my decision, under my own terms!